A man meets someone through walls, so enchanted by his voice he converses with him frequently. What becomes of these two friends?
Work in progress.
Mature Topics discussed.
"'Home' is any place that makes you forget the world on fire, at least for a moment." - Rudy Francisco
Woojin
His eyes crinkled in discomfort as the light burst through the previously dark room, the source of illumination being his window. Covering his eyes he let out a yawn, his pupils opening to see where and when he was. He never made a move to speak, seeing as he was alone and his preferred morning was a vocally silent one. He hopped up and took a look at the time, 10:30. Gee, I must've really have been tired. He didn't really blame himself for sleeping that long, the day before was a long one. His phone buzzed from his nightstand so he leaned down and opened the darn thing up.
Channie
Giving me your number was a mistake, be prepped for my crackheadedness. '
sent 6:53
Underneath the message was a picture, clicking on it he began reading, and if he had been drinking any water he probably would've choked.
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CHAN YOU CANT JUST SEND THAT WHAT THE HELL
read 10:42
Awe you didn't like my giftttttt
I'll send a better one then
His eyes went wide, how on earth could he find a better one.
Are you into BDSM then Channie
read 10:45
OI IM SEARCHING HERE GIMME A MIN YA TWINK
Oop I meantthatforfelixplsdontbemad
He keeps spamming me. :))))
And you're replying to me instead?
read 10:47
Yeh he's tellin me to get off my phone at work
CHAN GO FUVKING WORK WHAT THE HELL
read 10:57
Shhhhhhhh
Don't say shhh go fuckin work or I'll put Hannah's ass on you
